DROWNING IN OUT TEARS
Death has always just taken whatever she pleased. She took away the life of our brothers and sisters. Of our mothers and fathers, schoolmates and friends. Death has always taken the life out of those around us and even though we all know we're going to die. It still hurts. We may not even know who the person is but we still feel pain. We feel pain as we look at the tears streaming down the faces of their friends and family. We wonder if they knew how much they meant to these people. We sit in our rooms lost in our own thoughts thinking about how many times we saw them a day, how natural it was for them to be here. We remember all the times we saw their hair glisten in the sun and how many times we saw them laughing with their friends their eyes glistening with delight and pure joy. We wonder if there was anything that we could have done that maybe if one of us could have just seen something a sign any little thing. Trying to remember any little detail of the last time we saw them, staring off into space in class, looking at their empty desk at the empty parking space they always used. And you're haunted by the memory of them.